Ke Yangyang glanced around boredly, and finally stopped at the girl opposite: "I'm going out for a walk, I'll be back soon."
"Um."
Yu Qing didn't look up. There were two empty milk tea cups on his left hand, and another half-full cup.
Ke Yangyang glanced at employee Yao who was still making milk tea, and didn't want to disturb her.
The school gate was deserted after school. The magnificent gate was still open, and only the boarding students occasionally walked in and out of the gate.
There was a faint sound of someone coming from the old house on the right side of the milk tea shop.
It was a half-built residential building, but the construction was suddenly stopped for some unknown reason, so it was abandoned here. There was an alley in front of the door.
"Can you blame me for this? It was obviously you who didn't explain clearly, so how would I know who he was?"
Ke Yangyang paused and heard a familiar female voice in his ears.
She walked lightly and gradually approached the place where the female voice came from, only to find that the sound came from the alley, where two girls were standing opposite each other.
She knew the girl leaning against the wall. Who else could it be but that big idiot Chen Xianmeng?
The girl standing opposite her seemed very angry, with her hands clenched into fists at her sides.
It took Ke Yangyang some time to remember the girl's identity. She was the girl who accidentally bumped into Yu Qing that day but did not apologize. She couldn't help but feel strange.
How do these two people know each other?
Fang Xi's mouth was like a machine gun: "You are so shameless! Don't you think it's ridiculous to say such things? Don't take on porcelain work if you don't have the skills. And you still have the nerve to call yourself a master. I think you are more like a piece of shit. Just climb up with a little shame!"
"If you hadn't said you could help me, would I have listened to you and pulled classmate Yu's hair?"
Ke Yangyang froze when she was about to leave. She didn't intend to listen to other people's affairs, but what did she hear?
That girl said that she pulled Yu Qing's hair because of Chen Xianmeng?
What's the point of pulling her hair...
Ke Yangyang thought of Yu Qing's other identity. Could it be that Chen Xianmeng also knew these things, so she wanted the hair to harm Yu Qing?!
She hurried back to the milk tea shop to find Yu Qing to tell her about this, but missed the rest of the conversation.
Shen Xianmeng felt a chill on her back and felt very uncomfortable. If it were in the past, she would definitely kill Fang Xi, but now she was not feeling well and the little ghost ignored her.
"You say that only after you gave me hair, but it looks like it was fake. If you don't want me to tell anyone about this, you'd better not force me!"
…
Ke Yangyang didn't have time to sit down. She hurriedly told Yu Qing what she had heard: "I should have gone to find her earlier. We are from the same school. How could she do this?"
Yu Qing was brushing up on the questions, "I've known about this for a long time."
"What do you mean..." Ke Yangyang rested her hands on the table, her green curly hair hanging to one side: "You knew it a long time ago? Are you injured?"
"No." She explained briefly: "This is what happened. She is not a bad person."
If Fang Xi was really a bad guy, he wouldn't have taken the risk to do something stupid to Chen Xianmeng.
Ke Yangyang sat opposite her, leaning on the table, his chin resting on his other hand as if thinking: "It seems that she is quite kind, but she was deceived by Chen Xianmeng."
This Chen Xianmeng must be seriously ill. He is like a ghost that keeps haunting people and only wants to harm them.
It would be better if he had focused on studying, so that he wouldn't have taken away Yao Huan's luck and ended up in the situation he is in now.
Ke Yangyang only knew about the relationship between Ke Yangyang and Chen Xianmeng, but she didn't know that Chen Xianmeng had a little ghost and it was dying.
Even if she knew, she would probably just say: You deserve it!
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Time quickly came to Thursday. Nothing happened during that day and the mathematics competition was held at Hecheng University.
No. 1 Middle School arranged a driver and a school bus, and Chu Fulei accompanied them to the competition venue.
The school bus drove straight into the university and stopped under a building.
Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, they arrived at the same time as the students from No. 2 Middle School.
A female teacher came from No. 2 Middle School. Perhaps because today was a special day, she wore a professional suit and her hair was neatly combed.
Chu Fulei obviously knew the female teacher. As soon as they met, he greeted her: "Teacher Yu, it's you again this year."
In last year's competition, No. 2 Middle School also sent Teacher Yu. I heard that she was also Yan Jilan's mathematics instructor, the student who won the first place in the province.
In contrast, the female teacher was much more indifferent: "What a coincidence."
Chu Fulei didn't care and seemed to be used to it.
There are also twenty students in No. 2 Middle School, and the boy standing at the back is Yan Jilan.
He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt with the upper half of his face covered by the hat. He looked so low-key that he didn't look like an excellent student who could get first place.
Yao Huan held the stationery bag he was going to use for the competition and whispered to Yu Qing, "The competition should last two hours. The results will be out in the afternoon, and the rankings will be revealed then."
"I'll do my best." Yu Qing lowered her head slightly and was still replying to Fu Xiaozhengtai. When she noticed a gaze, she looked over with calm eyes.
The boy in the sweatshirt revealed dark eyes. He was not embarrassed by being caught. Instead, he nodded slightly at her.
Yu Qing withdrew his gaze coldly and stuffed his phone back into his bag, telling him he couldn't bring it in later. "It's almost time to go in."
Yao Huan nodded.
Chu Fulei gave several instructions before letting the person in with confidence.
The female teacher waited until all the students went in, ignored someone's gaze, and then returned to the car to wait.
Chu Fulei raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a cigarette and lit it.
…
The competition venue for No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School was in the same room. They found their assigned seats, and almost at the same time, the invigilator walked in with a sealed file bag.
Yan Jilan sat in the fifth row from the bottom, and two seats in front of him was Yu Qing.
Yan Jilan pushed his hat back and couldn't help but look at the person in front of him.
He knew that a new dark horse had emerged in No. 1 Middle School and had learned the dark horse's name from the teacher.
Yan Jilan had not seen Yu Qing's test paper, but he had seen Yu Qing's score sheet, which was almost full marks!
Teacher Yu said that this competition is different and we cannot take it lightly. The students in Class 1 who came to participate in the competition are not much worse than him, and the most competitive one will be the dark horse.
When the time for answering the questions came, Yan Jilan quickly got into the state and showed no sign of the initial pressure at all.
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The math competition ended two hours later and a group of students walked out of the building.
Some students were checking their answers, some were happy while others looked frustrated.
After picking up the students, Chu Fulei did not take them back to school. Instead, he took them to a restaurant for a meal. They had to wait here for the results to be released in the afternoon.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
After computer grading, the results and rankings are printed out and posted on the outside wall of the competition building.
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